You say that it’s over babygirl well that’s fine I won’t even come back home just leave it outside You want me gone I’m gone I don’t say goodbye You prolly hearing this now like this isn’t right
Whachta hiding Girl? Put me on this mic swirl, depths of the sea here’s that black pearl, said whachta hiding girl, I ain’t no white pearl, got me thinking…nah I be sinking, 33 man that’s me, heart of jars Perri, okay so I’ll make this puzzle, one piece at a time, soul mate I am on a life line, harsh this winter harsh to find. My mind though for you I’ll go, stuck in purgatories snow globe, please I think it’s you sow, let’s take it slow. Signed Phoenix Alabaster Snow.
Se meus ossos afundassem diria que seria possível encontrar-me ao fundo do oceano. Mas Preferi tomar por destino os passos que me afundam como areia movediça. Quando pude compreender as linhas do destino, me vi perdida entre a dicotomia de um tabuleiro de xadrez. Se retorno a antiga peça chave, daquele quebra cabeças, onde tudo só fez sentido quando percebi a ausência da peça que fazia falta.! Saudações ∆RC
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You say that it’s over babygirl well that’s fine
I won’t even come back home just leave it outside
You want me gone I’m gone I don’t say goodbye
You prolly hearing this now like this isn’t right
Melodies are lit 🔥🔥🔥 keep doing your thing and u gonna blow upp fs! I produce too, any feedback would be appreciated 😁
Whachta hiding Girl? Put me on this mic swirl, depths of the sea here’s that black pearl, said whachta hiding girl, I ain’t no white pearl, got me thinking…nah I be sinking, 33 man that’s me, heart of jars Perri, okay so I’ll make this puzzle, one piece at a time, soul mate I am on a life line, harsh this winter harsh to find. My mind though for you I’ll go, stuck in purgatories snow globe, please I think it’s you sow, let’s take it slow. Signed Phoenix Alabaster Snow.
Se meus ossos afundassem diria que seria possível encontrar-me ao fundo do oceano. Mas Preferi tomar por destino os passos que me afundam como areia movediça. Quando pude compreender as linhas do destino, me vi perdida entre a dicotomia de um tabuleiro de xadrez.
Se retorno a antiga peça chave, daquele quebra cabeças, onde tudo só fez sentido quando percebi a ausência da peça que fazia falta.!
Saudações ∆RC